Well, jee, it's been a while.
Like it always is.

Gosh I'm missing this place and all of you people.

So, here's a little something to remind you of my existance.

Little Rhino (not so little here actually)
- fawn, who was born from the ashes and clay of the graveyard
- have a tree stump "growing" on his head. He's been trying to remove it, but only damaged himself more
- he only have right eye (left one is replaced with roots of the stump) and it's half blind
- because of that he's always scared of everything, aggressively reacting on every loud sound
- can't talk because roots are growing through his jaws
- poppies, that once was growing on his grave is now a part of him. The older he grows, the more of them appear. Kinda took the idea from Viivus.